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////// From Dränsilane's Disynxiym:


Of course, the Windy Summit wasn’t the only entity searching for dimensions. One day, a man was a cape and a dagger on his belt rode into Rasoe. He said he was looking for a small boy named Roanin. According to Roanin's father the town woodcarver, the day the man approached was the day Roanin was born. Roanin's father Rowland told the man that he had never heard of someone carrying that name. With that, the man and his horse exited Rasoe with the large wooden gates closing behind them. It was then that Rowland learned that his son had been born. Upon visiting his wife Opehla, Opehla mysteriously decided to name the baby boy the same name that the strange man had inquired about. Opehla had no knowledge of this strange encounter minutes before. Over time, as Roanin grew up, Opehla eventually got sick and died. Of course, Roanin had a stepmother that he respected greatly, he just wished that he could remember his real mom. What he could remember is that Rowland his father decided that he was not living up to the potential that he could be and left Rasoe for Ocsania. He hadn’t heard from him since. Roanin began to think intently about his father, which led him to think about disappearance in general, which then led to where his father may be. This was for no reason he could comprehend, other than that he had lost track of what he was doing. Soon, he imagined he was a fair aristocrat living in a faraway place. A celebration was held one day in order to commemorate the birth of a son for Leader No. 6 Kerragan Cathrop and his wife. Cheer filled the streets over the course of a day. As long as the people are jovial, there’s nothing to worry about, thought Kerragan. He could quite shake the idea that something was wrong, though. He kept feeling like there was something he needed to do. However, after pondering this mysterious action, he felt that it was unimportant. Today was the day of his son’s birth! Now was not the time to dwell on such things. With that he entered the chamber where his wife was. His newborn son cried out as she held him.

“What do you suppose his name will be?”

Kerragan was silent. He really had no idea.

“I think I’ll name him Vari.”

“What an interesting name,” thought Kerragan, “Hopefully he’ll grow up to be a strong young man!” Despite the joy that Kerragan felt, he couldn’t help but think back to his mission. Maybe the nature of the day’s events really had made him forget.

“Kerragan, are you okay?”

“Yes, Reve. I’m just a little tired…”

Several guards rushed to Kerragan’s aid. Governor No. 6 was definitely ill. There was a strange sickness going around, one that left its victims unable to move until it had left for good. Kerragan looked around, tried to get up, but ended up nearly passing out cold on the floor.

“Who’s that man…?” Kerragan mumbled.

Kerragan was quickly carried to his bedchambers, with nurses and the like in his wake. Meanwhile, back in the land of the Royal Family, Roanin had also passed out for apparently no reason at all. Though miles apart, the two individuals shared a connection that was indisputable, for every time someone passed on in the land of the Royal Family, a corresponding person in the Kingdom of Lavu would react accordingly. This was unknown at the time, but still a malevolent power, had either of the two major governments been able to get a hold of it.


////// From Earth Book I:


Echoes for Devourasevera.
The bridge across the sea was complete.
The two worlds were joined.
By a bridge grown out of trees.
The two worlds met.
And all was well.
A certain girl however,
Came from the continent of Exeräise.
She was given a name based on the place from where she came.
And all was well.
Trade continued for years.
The people thrived and dealt in various wares.
The man with four arms came.
And set the bridge ablaze.
His name was Tereban.
He was the moderator of evil,
But he also served another master.
The master with the name Muagarah,
He was the one that sent him.
Soon, the sea dried up.
It revealed a kingdom long lost forgotten.
It was named Oasis in the old days,
Its descendants were those who inhabited the isle to the north.
The north was called Purity.
For the north contained other worlds and expanded infinitely,
But only for those who followed in pure.
Echoes for Purity!
Tereban continued about his way.
And found the boy who was destined,
Destined to carry the purity that was Unkardia.
Tereban slew the boy.
And Unkardia began to rot.
The people of the town of Rasoe ran after Tereban,
But the rains came as they pursed him across the ocean.
Tereban, the four-armed giant,
Was much quicker than the people.
He managed to summon the Wind.
The dead rose from the Earth.
The floods came.
Soon, the ocean became too deep for the pursuit.
They returned to Rasoe.
The Undead Angel was waiting.
The Angel that was buried in the deepest town of Oasis,
He had been disturbed by the drought of ocean,
He slaughtered many.
He flew to the top of the bell tower.
Daring many to challenge him.
However, by the end of the day,
The townsfolk were lost.
Only a few remained, isolated on a small island between Unkardia,
And the island of Anne, where Tereban resided.
And so, they set about building a new civilization.
It was one that gave much tribute to the dead.

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from Pathier, released September 18, 2009

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